Is is true that dictators never dream because they can change their smallest fantasies into realities if they want to?

The heart that once has been your shrine for other loves is too divine

[I]f you are truly a man, sure of yourself and confident of your strength, you may taste of life without fear and without reserve; you may be sad or joyous, deceived or respected; but be sure you are loved, for what matters the rest?

life is a deep sleep of which love is the dream

Vanity and dignity are incompatible with each other; vain women are almost sure to be vulnerable.

A happy memory is perhaps on this earth truer than happiness itself.

You’re like a lighthouse shining beside the sea of humanity, motionless: all you can see is your own reflection in the water. You’re alone, so you think it’s a vast, magnificent panorama. You haven’t sounded the depths. You simply believe in the beauty of God’s creation. But I have spent all this time in the water, diving deep into the howling ocean of life, deeper than anyone. While you were admiring the surface, I saw the shipwrecks, the drowned bodies, the monsters of the deep